The Seventh Bride

She knew that he was Charles Nangong, her newly married husband, and they had been entangled crazily over the night.

Her virginity which had been maintained for so many years was taken away by this rough devil. She felt so upset as long as she thought about it.

Seeing Charles's arm was still resting on her waist, she frowned. When she carefully raised her hand and tried to push his hand away from her, she realized that there was something wrong about Charles.

What was he doing? Was he shaking?

Yes, even though the room was dim, she could clearly feel Charles's body trembling, and the expression on his face was painful, as if he was suffering from some unbearable pain.

is a sick man. Was this

look of fear. The people of the Nangong family didn't tell her how to deal with this

to do at all, Charles suddenly leaped towards her and pinched her neck precisely, while pinching he gritted his teeth to curse, "Why are you pestering me... why?

"I...Help...!" Ivanka screamed while struggling to

looked crazy, his behaviors were completely out of control, and no matter how hard she struggled and how much strength she had, it was useless.

knew how his six wives died,

when she thought she was going to be his seventh bride who could not survive the wedding night, Charles suddenly let her go, and then rolled over from the bed to the ground.

and hatred for the time being, grabbed the bed sheet and wrapped it around her body, going over to check him after hurriedly getting out of bed. She wanted to turn on the light, but the light button in

around, but there was darkness all around and there was no suitable thing

she stuffed her wrist into